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02-20-2013, 02:40 PM
She mused on how his story would be told another day. I couldn't agree more with her. I looked upon the sleeping lad. At least now he seemed to be sleeping more peacefully. Gratitude seeped into my gaze at Cythraul. How could I feel that slight prick of jealousy before? Jealousy was a feeling I didn't encounter quite that often, and I usually always deny I have ever felt that envious feeling, but when Brisa came, I knew my feelings would be shifted around. I couldn't agree more with her when she spoke of this land.
"Yes, Helovia is such a marvelous place", my eyes shone with admiration of this place. Brisa started rambling on, but I didn't mind listening to her voice. She recalled the colors of the flowers, and I myself, remembered the purple violets. "No need to apologize, feel free to speak how ever much you would like", I teased her. "I love the flowers too, like the violets that grow in the field," I said. "One day", I shyly said, "I would like to maybe make a herd, some where, where there are flowers, and streams, and maybe fields", I said. I couldn't be more excited to see new lands, and maybe even own a piece of land. I dreamily gazed toward Brisa. "I've also seen the Thistle meadows, full of violet thistles. There are a few distant oaks, and a stream that runs 'smack' in the middle of the whole place. Then there's the heavenly Fields. They're absolutely stunning, with mist encircling, and a beautiful scenery from the top of the mountain", I said, recalling every detail of the rocky mountains over looking lush, green fields. "Now it's my turn to be sorry for so much babble", I said laughing.
"Yes, Helovia is such a marvelous place", my eyes shone with admiration of this place. Brisa started rambling on, but I didn't mind listening to her voice. She recalled the colors of the flowers, and I myself, remembered the purple violets. "No need to apologize, feel free to speak how ever much you would like", I teased her. "I love the flowers too, like the violets that grow in the field," I said. "One day", I shyly said, "I would like to maybe make a herd, some where, where there are flowers, and streams, and maybe fields", I said. I couldn't be more excited to see new lands, and maybe even own a piece of land. I dreamily gazed toward Brisa. "I've also seen the Thistle meadows, full of violet thistles. There are a few distant oaks, and a stream that runs 'smack' in the middle of the whole place. Then there's the heavenly Fields. They're absolutely stunning, with mist encircling, and a beautiful scenery from the top of the mountain", I said, recalling every detail of the rocky mountains over looking lush, green fields. "Now it's my turn to be sorry for so much babble", I said laughing.
